Mixtape (Explicit) - Chance the Rapper/Young Thug/Lil Yachty

Chance the motherf**kin' rapper

With a capitalized uh times like the times

Lil boat

Chance

Lil boat

Am I the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Am I the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

I'm the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste

I swear I'm the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how the lips taste

All I can hear is the third ayy

All I can hear is the third ayy

We don't know none of your words ayy

We don't know none of your words ayy

I love my women real tall ayy

Type that can really play ball ayy

You buy my hat at the park ayy

Think I might really play ball ayy

I got a link in my bio

My b**ch do the salsa like pico de gallo

They gotta ask if they may cinco de mayo

How can they call themselves bosses

When they got so many bosses

You gotta see what your boss say

I get it straight out the faucet

I ain't felt like this since the third drought third carter drop

Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third barbershop

And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop

But now I call the shots

I'm the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste

I swear I'm the only ni**a still cares about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste

Bad little mama she gettin' it obama

She sting like a bumble bee hot as the sauna

She shine like a rollie got that from her momma

Can't see me can't be me I'm ridin' like a panda

That booty gon' roll and it's outta control

And these b**ches gon' f**k off respect and that loyalty

All my b**ches lovin' me and they spoil me

Rub me down with that lotion baby oil me

Drinking actavis baby I'm showin' me

In that choppa I see your perimeter

Change the culture cause my niggas is silent

Wait a minute I told you

Yeah I would like to know you

Yeah you lucky like clovers

Yeah the clothes no good

Mama I do it your a** I pursue it

Just look at me baby

I came from the sewers

They love all the slime ball

Like they f**k all these cats on your slime dog

I got me some lean like I'm breakin' a bar

And I'm ballin' on you like I'm chris paul

I'm the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste

I swear I'm the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste

Am I the only one who really care about cover art

Growing up I ain't have my brother

Cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start

I ain't know what that mean

I bumped heads with my dean

Dropped out and hit the scene

Now I'm stunting like bling

Time and time again they told me no

They told me I wouldn't go

Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes

Well maybe that sh*t was my interest

Now I spend more than they make at my dentist

After one night the folks thought I was finished

I pin my name to the game like a seamstress

Oh b**ch I bite like a gator

F**k them reviews that they put in the paper

Did what I wanted didn't care about a hater

Delivered my tape to the world as it cater

Oh they f**k with me cause I'm different

New sound new appearance

B**ches both from the 6

Give a f**k about a b**ch

Walk out my hand on my dick I'm the sh*t

I'm the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste

I said am I the only ni**a still care about mixtapes

Bad little b**ch wanna know how lips taste